I leaned over and whispered in her ear “I think those guys are about to shoot off in their jeans”. She looked up quickly, saw them staring, closed...her legs tightly and buried her face in my shoulder in shame. After a moment, she looked up at me and stammered “I’m sorry….” when I quickly cut her off. I smiled and said that it didn’t bother me, and in fact I was getting hot thinking about those guys fantasizing about my sweet little wife. She looked shocked but somehow curious, and turned away.. You’re supposed to go to the northwest side door. Directions are written on a card that Becca’s been given. You find what you think is the door and try to open it. Locked.So you try another. Locked too.“We should go.” You say, starting to feel weird about the whole thing. Realizing that even if it’s real, do you want to spend the night watching your pretty girlfriend fuck a bunch of guys?“This door opens.” Becca says, at what looks like an outdoor storage closet. It can’t be right.But it’s not. Surely I read your latest email wrong. Shaking my head, I scrolled through the paragraph once more just to make sure."I will pick you up from your hotel room at 8pm. From there we will stop for dinner and then on to the club for some great music, hot dancing and drinks. But first, I want to make you aware of the little gift that will be waiting for you when you check into your hotel tomorrow. I won't disclose the contents of the package yet. All you need to know is that I picked out everything. Yeah... uhh... yeahh... uhhh... yeahhh... uhhhh... yeahhhh... uuuuhhhhh... yeaaaaahhhhh!" When she was done screaming, I could hear her heavy breathing, and I feel her heart thumping inside her. She held my head tightly with her hands and her thighs, until finally she began to relax and released her grip on me."Oh my god, Arjun," she said finally as our eyes made contact. "It has been a long, long time, but I don't think that I've ever cum so hard." Her face was flushed, and there were tiny.